I wanted to make a little present for @beytrash since she drew my OC Henriette once, so here's her OC Mila in front of the Black Sabbath mural! I sketched her when I found out she would be taking some time off this platform bc I wanted to give her a little cheer, then, the days I was doing the colouring were those between Black Sabbath's farewell gig in Villa Park and the news about Ozzy Osbourne's passing...So here's the final result!
I won’t delete the account, but I won’t be updating or keeping up with it anymore. Think of this as a cute graveyard ♥ To the people who really liked my art and took their time to comment and share I’m infinitely grateful 🫶🏻 I hope we can meet in other places, but tumblr is a no no.
TW: Senseless vent and rant
This is my last scheduled post at the moment I finally made my mind to close this account (July 10th), I counted more than 60 drawings I made for this blog ^^ yay me! I won’t stop drawing, it’s part of my life, but petty fandom or ship wars are not something I asked for.
Some users made me feel uncomfortable and unworthy, it’s not fair for me to keep this senseless comparison to somebody I don’t even make in this world ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I didn’t know that sharing something so special to me could trigger such a toxic part of a fandom. I’ll keep drawing my characters because they make me happy, not to prove some stupid point.
It got so bad to the point I got anxious with every notification I got. I even blocked these people but others kept pointing it… and it wasn’t worth my peace and love for drawing.
But when I started getting panic attacks or feeling nauseous because of the stuff going here, I started drawing out of spite and with some sense of “revenge” and I don’t want to taint my only real coping mechanism.
I really, REALLY wanted to keep hanging out here, I’ve always loved to share my drawings and make connections from it… but this time it felt so different. The days I was off I drew my heart out, almost daily. These schedule posts are products of those peaceful days, and I still have a lot of them.
Drawing for me is so special, I’ve been doing it for more than a decade and I made some of my best friendships because of it. I just do what I want to draw without much thinking about explaining why I made it, it mostly comes from my heart and that’s what hurt me the most. To be asked to explain why? To “justify” my art? This is not the best place for me rn.
And don’t ask me for names or to point out people, I’m leaving because I need peace, I don’t want to be part of this anymore.
“What would be your perfect date?” Oliver asked, glancing at her with mild curiosity.
Lena hesitated for a moment. She was so used to fancy dinners and expensive gifts that none of it impressed her anymore. It all felt… expected.
A thought crossed her mind—something she’d only seen in movies or read about in books. Maybe it wasn’t so ridiculous to say out loud.
“I’ve always wanted to go on a picnic,” she said with a small smile.
Oliver snorted, but then caught the way her eyes widened slightly and how a faint blush crept up her cheeks.
“Oh… you’re serious,” he said, blinking in surprise. He chuckled and shook his head gently. “Sorry. I didn’t realize you had such a cute side.”
Lena rolled her eyes and gave him a playful shove, trying to hide how flustered she actually felt.
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I was too embarrassed to show this drawing here after all that happened these last weeks. But hey, I think I’m finally ready to share it and I added some context of why this scene is so meaningful.
Edit 07/10: Lol, I was not the one who needed to be ready
Setting: A futuristic-dystopian story with a society divided by spiritual power, where people are bonded to invisible sacred beasts.
They were born tethered to beasts no one else could see. Trained to kill. Conditioned to obey. But obedience has its limits.
In a shattered world ruled by the Summoning System, your worth is defined by the creature that lives in your soul. The strong become celebrities. The weak become workers. And the broken are forgotten.
Far from the spotlight, in the depths of the capital, the broken rebels prepare for war. They knows what the world doesn’t: the beasts are changing. And so is the world.
Rebellion is coming. And the monsters aren’t the only ones hungry for freedom.
It’s a silly idea I had, nothing more than a bunch of headcanons inspired by my newfound interests in dystopian teen novels x///D
Believe it or not I have more male OCs than females, Shiro was my first Beyblade OC ᕕ( ᐕ )ᕗ he is not related to any team or canon character, their setting is inspired by Beyblade X
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Yumi belongs to @merankorifu // Some names are provisional, I just don’t want to forget the ideas
I’ve always imagined that after undergoing so many experiments and intense training, Tala/Yuriy developed a mix of emotional unavailability and social awkwardness. This often makes him come across as “cold” or “rude,” causing others to be wary of him… Except for the most stubborn girl ever: Lena ✨